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About Cluj-Napoca

I’m yellin’, “Why’s it still a thing?!” Capitalism, baby—supply, demand, dick-driven world! Gets me hyped tho—rebellion in it, fuck the system! Still, some girls trapped—pisses me off. Wanna torch it all, but then—bam!—a worker tips me off: “We eat, Eric.” Damn. Perspective slap. So yeah, brothel’s a circus—clowns, cash, and cries. “Hope’s a whisper,” like *Children of Men*—faint, but there. Peace out, stay wild!

1. Kamathipura, Mumbai

After the market, I’m feeling a bit better. I head to the park near the Bistrita Fortress. It’s a nice spot to chill. I plop down on a bench, and just as I’m about to take a breather, a kid runs by and kicks a soccer ball right into my face. Ouch! I’m like, “Really, kid?!” But he just laughs and runs off. Kids these days, man.

After installation, New Romanian Bishop Benedict of Bistrița says he wants to be a friend of youth